Conversations with the Muse
So amid the 2000 words of Every Light I wrote, I had three entertaining mental conversations today. Well, entertaining to me, at least. You'd have to ask Kain what he thinks separately.
Kain: Scene time now? More of Every Light, Y/Y?
Me: Sure. As long as you consent to talk to Lord Nerthic about his time spent captaining the Dragoons between your father's time and yours.
Kain: .....Bollocks to you and your politics, woman.
Me: Go hard or go home, Highwind.
Kain: .....Fine, fine, fine.
Me: Would you like to resolve some of your daddy issues, Kain?
Kain: I do not have "daddy issues," whatever those may be.
Me: But doesn't it just kill you that you've never been able to find out the real details of your father's death? Look, here's an opportunity.
Kain: *does the angsty Dragoon equivalent of LA LA LA I AM NOT LISTENING*
Me: Kain for the love of God I want to finish this book already QUIT MAKING IT LONGER.
Kain: *very primly* If you do not desire me to add to the contents of the book, perhaps you should cease asking Lord Nerthic for details of how my father died. Do you recall that I argued with you about this?
Me: I am going to make your life a living hell for this, you know.
Kain: My lady, I welcome your efforts. I assure you, you are naught compared to Golbez.
Me: Oh, just you wait until Chapter Eighteen, Kain. You'll not be so smug then.
Kain: *pretends to a very brave front*
Kain: Scene time now? More of Every Light, Y/Y?
Me: Sure. As long as you consent to talk to Lord Nerthic about his time spent captaining the Dragoons between your father's time and yours.
Kain: .....Bollocks to you and your politics, woman.
Me: Go hard or go home, Highwind.
Kain: .....Fine, fine, fine.
Me: Would you like to resolve some of your daddy issues, Kain?
Kain: I do not have "daddy issues," whatever those may be.
Me: But doesn't it just kill you that you've never been able to find out the real details of your father's death? Look, here's an opportunity.
Kain: *does the angsty Dragoon equivalent of LA LA LA I AM NOT LISTENING*
Me: Kain for the love of God I want to finish this book already QUIT MAKING IT LONGER.
Kain: *very primly* If you do not desire me to add to the contents of the book, perhaps you should cease asking Lord Nerthic for details of how my father died. Do you recall that I argued with you about this?
Me: I am going to make your life a living hell for this, you know.
Kain: My lady, I welcome your efforts. I assure you, you are naught compared to Golbez.
Me: Oh, just you wait until Chapter Eighteen, Kain. You'll not be so smug then.
Kain: *pretends to a very brave front*